My Train My Driver Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
My Train My Driver
Yes,
My train
Is in time.
And I have
My own berth.
I am new here
And yet
I am a family member.
The bogey is one
And it is huge.
My train is passing
Through air and
Also through water.
Let me read out
The writing there
On the chart of the sky.
Let me not jump over,
Ido not like to
Jump the queue also.
I know the strength of
My feather.
I know you dear,
My driver.
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